The dragon hunter's words lingered in my ears. And even without turning my head around, I could tell that I wasn't the only one paying the utmost attention to them.
'Maybe I should've conducted this… interview in a place somewhat more private,' I thought, realizing my mistake a bit too late.
But how could I know that what this man would speak about would directly relate to the things that I already had some clues that touched upon the greatest secrets related to this world?
'One of those who returned,' I thought, gritting my teeth when the cogs in my mind twitched and started to run smoothly.
This name simply clicked with who I really was, assuming that my idea behind this world being just a post-apocalyptic version of the extremely far future of the world I always belonged to.
Damn...
Ever since some time ago, I struggled with something I never encountered before.
No matter how much I slept, no matter how many breaks I took or how much coffee I drank, no matter how healthy diet I prepared, I was constantly sleepy af, unable to focus and overwhelmed by the idea of writing a single chapter.
That's why I couldn't get myself to write more than a single chapter or two a day which already proved to be a massive challenge.
Today, I turned my lights on and opened my balcony to let some fresh air in before sitting down to write (it's cold and the gas prices are... well, high af).
And then I wrote 3 chapters in one sitting with more than enough energy in me to keep on going for my future projects.
Is this the method to overcome my strange situation? I don't know, I have a doc visit scheduled already. But I hope it will empower me to get back to the level I strive to be at :_:
Wish me luck, boys and gals (yes, I delude myself into thinking there are women reading this piece. Don't judge)
(This rambling was brought to you by Raid: Shad... ofc not. Just some rambling of a lonely author)